So here's the deal, my father owns a house in North Salt Lake that I've been raised in and out of since the divorce of him and my mother when I was two years old. (I'm 21) The house has an old history and dates back to early 1870's, it was an old polygamists home and barn house that has been since renovated. I won't say the address but it's by a freeway overpass and near rail road tracks.
The train passes twice in the night, about 1am and about 3am. Being as the foundation and structure of the house is so old, the whole house shakes and rattles as a result.
There's a room upstairs that I've always been scared to go in, ironically that happens to be my room now that I'm staying here more often. For the past year I have been staying here up to three times a week. There's a room across the hall that I also sleep in which belongs to my father; when he's not here.
A little history of me, I am a full skeptic, I do not believe in god, ghosts or spirits. I have had many dreams of grandparents that I relate to post traumatic stress of their deaths. I've walked through haunted places such as the Brigham Indian schools, Salt Lake City and Ogden Cemetery, and to add to the list I have played Ouija board learning great family history never spoken of but yet confirmed of as true by my father and mother. Still not a believer.
So now that I have been in this room in North Salt Lake for the past year I have felt uneasy, it started with the train waking me twice in the night to dreams.
(June 2011) sleep paralysis is what I have come to expect in my sleep, feeling of only being able to breath and see what in my range of vision. Also after doing research learning its a regular physical condition of the mind waking up but not the body. Feeling of someone or something being just out of range of sight watching and mocking as you struggle to move or scream.
This continues until today.
(July 2011) dreams begin. They don't feel like dreams, I wake up in the same position as I was left in the dreams. Also whatever scenery (such as clothes left around or lights left on at the time of sleep) are current and present.
My dreams consist of "out of body experiences"
One "dream" I can recall is me "waking up" in the room and looking over towards the bathroom and seeing three cats and one rat, I jump out of bed and tell them "leave", I calmly escort them down the stairs and out the front door. I then vividly remember getting back into bed and trying to fall back asleep. I don't know when the next part of my "experience" took place but I remember being awoken by a pounding on my room door, thinking it was the train I turn over and feel a presence in the room. Looking towards the door I see a hooded figure, black and red face exposed by my bathroom light which I had left on. It had horns from the top if its head and a sharp toothed grin.
It then rushed over to me and hovered over me face to face, I could feel it breathing on me and even its tongue touched my cheek, it said "ev saytan var" which in Turkish (I speak turkish) means 'house has devil'
Coming out of this experience felt much like coming out of sleep paralysis, I ran downstairs and sat up all night.
My grandma and aunt have a room downstairs and heard none of this and my father wasn't here that night.
(December 2011) My other aunt was visiting and stayed in the room, she awoke at about 2am screaming in Turkish "something came!" (I'm translating of course)
She will not sleep in the room again.
(January 2012) I tell my father about all these experiences and he tells me that when he was 18 he lived in the room and experimented with Ouija boards and spells, ultimately trying to ruin others success out of jealousy. There's a small attic door in the room just above the entry door to the room, if my run wild mind is correct there's a Ouija board and maybe a few other contributing items sitting up there.
Of course its related to what he had done in the room, but as I sit here typing this downstairs just under the room I'm scared to go up there and sleep. Skeptic doesn't mean fearless.
My family is very spiritual and religious, they bless the house all the time. Also my grandfather died in the house but I don't think he would torment me this way.
Any input on what I should do?
The activity slowed down after the Armenian bible was places under my mattress, but what brought the activity to a complete stop was my grandma dying in the house July 21st. Once she died the activity and dreams have passed. It was a peaceful death, after my grandpa died there was so much emotion and unrest in the home, when she passed we felt as if the two were "together" and even I, as a skeptic, had a peace of mind about the death.
As far as my opinions go, I have started to accept the fact of an "afterlife" or even a "residual energy" left behind.
I am content with the events and outcomes and I thank you all for your comments and input on my experience.